How Cruel, Your Veins Are Full Of

My Love For Linton Is Like The Foliage In The Woods. Time Will Changeit,i'mwellaware, Aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love For Heathcliff Resembles The Eternal Rocks Beneatha Source Of Little Visible Delight But Necessary. Nelly, I Am Heathcliff.

I Despise Him For Himself, And Hate Him For The Memories He Revives!

You Know That I Could As Soon Forget You As My Existence!

It Was Not The Thorn Bending To The Honeysuckles, But The Honeysuckles Embracing The Thorn.

I Pray Every Night That I May Live After Him; Because I Would Rather Be Miserable Than That He Should Be — That Proves I Love Him Better Than Myself.